The Distant Threshold

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Chapter One "You are signing away your hand, Guodong Wu, not just the workshop." The inspector’s pen hovered over the surrender form, the ink drying into black scars on the parchment. I looked at my left hand, the one fused with the spectral iron plate, and felt the cold hum of the metal against my skin. It was a steady, low vibration, like the hum of a vending machine in the break room, but...

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